I’ve come to New York purely on business. The usual boring meetings with other politicians.
I don’t expect my time here to be exciting in the slightest.

But who’s that woman I met this morning? No, girl. That would be a more accurate term for her.
She’s only twenty-one years old. A college student. Someone who shouldn’t get mixed up with a guy like me.

But I can’t get her out of my mind. Every single time I close my eyes, I see her face.
How can someone I just met do this to me? That’s the kind of stuff that happens in movies. Not real life.

I know this will be a dangerous risk for me, but I can’t help it. I want her. I need her.
And whatever it may do to my career, I won’t stop until I have her.

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Mr. Prescott is a standalone New Adult Romance novel told entirely from the point of view of the male lead.

I’m just going to get this out of the way – Nathan Prescott is a bit of a self absorbed, arrogant ass. I didn’t really like him as a character.

That said, if you like your stories with a healthy helping of instalove, then this will be right up your street. For me, although the book was technically well written, with rounded characters, I did struggle a little with the apparent depth of the connection between the two protagonists, particularly given the age of the male lead. His reaction was, for me at least, far more consistent with a younger man.

However, that niggle aside, this is a hot, diverting little read. At only 162 pages, the author has nevertheless managed to cram a lot into a reasonably restricted word count.

I’m a guy who likes to cut right to the chase, so here we go: I’m a male author of Romance/Erotica novels that are told entirely from the POV of the male protagonist. If you enjoy happy endings and steamy tales about people falling in love quickly, my stories are for you.